For so many years a bunch of primroses would remind me of Mothering Sunday: lining up with all the other Brownies in church to have our bunch of primroses blessed before giving them to our mothers. Now, when I see the first tiny palest yellow buds in the garden, they always bring to mind this most precious of moments:
the minute my parents brought our older two boys back home to meet their new brother three years ago today. The boys gave me two lovingly gathered posies - more precious by far than all the bouquets of exotic flowers we received in the following days.
Happy Birthday, lovely Space Ranger. 3 today!
Happy birthday from one monkey to another. My not so little man was 4 today. It only seems like yesterday he was born!
ReplyDeleteHope your space ranger had as good a birthday as mine did :)
How lovely!
ReplyDeleteI've stationed some outside our front door to cheer everyone up (still a bit wintery here...)
Just looked up 'primrose' in my 'the language of flowers book' that used to be gran's. Primrose means 'early youth', so perhaps that is fitting...
ReplyDeleterosie (niece) xxx
This post made me smile.
ReplyDeletehow lovely!! Happy birthday to your wee man! x
ReplyDeleteAaahh! A belated happy birthday! Someone else who loves Buzz Lightyear... can't wait for no.3!
ReplyDeleteTo infinity and beyond! Your little lad, or should I say Buzz, looks wonderful. Hope he had a great day.
ReplyDeletelove the primrose story, made me smile too! Stella x
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